Day 123

“It’s cold. The wind is from the south. It feels as if the wind comes straight from Antarctica. Working on the oars is the only way to stay warm. The cockpit gets constantly washed off by the ocean water; the waves are hitting the boat from the side. It’s a never ending dampness here. Since the start I’ve experienced different climates and two seasons: summer and fall. From the cold Humboldt current into the equatorial scorcher of 35 on deck and 45 in the cabin; then later, I entered the tepid latitudes of the Cook Islands. Now, I’m passing New Zealand and the cold temperatures are greeting me once again. Overall though, I can’t complain about the weather. The wind is coming from the east more often than not. For this week-end my goal is to cross the 180th Meridian and enter the Eastern Hemisphere. I can’t wait for the Eastern Hemisphere. As soon as I cross it, I’ll feel like I’m finally getting home. I’m with you. Fedor.”